Kord fired the Tormato. A cyclone of razor-wind tore across the arena floor, lifting boulders and scattering the crowd’s popcorn. Eli dove, rolled, and came up with his blaster aimed low.
“How’d you know?” Kord asked, dripping wet but grinning. slugterra slug it out
“No fair!” Kord yelled, stumbling.
The duel began.
Kord laughed. “That’s it? A dud?”
“SLUGS! READY!” the announcer’s voice boomed. Kord fired the Tormato